Winnie the Pooh looks for honey on a dish towel
Last Thursday morning , there were fourteen cameras in our house.
Twelve have an internal computer of some kind. Six record video, with two of those recording in HD. Four cameras are SLRs; two of those are film. Two are phones. One is a featherlight little toy gimmick; another is almost pro-quality and weighs over 7 pounds with a decent telephoto lens attached. One of them can take pictures in two directions without turning the camera; three can play music. No more than two are from the same manufacturer, though they’re all made in East Asia.
On that Thursday night, there were fifteen cameras in the house.
Among all of it’s other much-touted features, the new camera came with Winnie-the-Pooh. You see, if you download iBooks for iPhone, you get a free copy of the A.A. Milne classic. I’m a big fan of Milne’s small, quiet illustrations; flipping through the book on a phone was an unexpected treat. I’ve been using a Kindle for a while now, but I can already see an iPad in the future (I think it comes with a camera, too). It’s hard to beat the pull of color illustrations.
Anyway, the above was taken with one of those fifteen cameras. Pooh in camera; Pooh on camera, pooh from camera. I kinda like the flow of it all.
